Chapter 3
"Miss? Are you alright? The plane has landed. You're in Santa Fe."
Already? That didn't take long at all. There was no one else on the plane except the hostess gawking at me.
"O my, I'm sorry! I'm alright, yes, thank you," I hurried off the plane and out of the airport.
Why New Mexico, I suddenly asked myself. It was beautiful and very traditional. I had always wanted to go. But it was too beautiful to enjoy alone. This whole thing was just so ludicrous: I couldn't do this.
I reached habitually for Edward's hand, but was suddenly stricken with grief of him not seeing this with me. I decided to do something I despise: shop. I needed something else to wear; I was still in my pajamas. The signs were easy enough to follow in the haze I was in, but I finally found the market. I came out with a nice shirt and headed to the mall to get some jeans.
Next I needed to find a hotel to stay at and reserve a ticket to Seattle tomorrow. I tried sight seeing afterwards, but it was too hard to bear. I spent the night in my hotel room trying to sleep.
There was a knock on the door around 4 in the morning. My heart did summersaults as I bounded toward the door.
I peered though the door to see my visitor: Edward. I nearly cried as I swung the door open. Flinging myself into his arms, I felt like I was on top of the world. He barely hugged back. There was something wrong.
"We need to get out, Bella, come on. Now," We ran to the main entrance, threw money at the clerk and made a break for the Volvo.
He stopped so quickly, I felt like I was still moving without him. There was a clump of about 5 people there. My heart stopped with fear. Jane, Aro, and two hunch men were standing by the car.
"Pretty, pretty Bella, don't fret, it'll all be alright. No one is going to hurt you just yet," she paused and giggled menacingly, "as long as Edward comes with us."
Edward looked terrified. He knew if he ran, they'd catch up.
"Oh, what a shame, Bella, Edward must not love you enough to leave you.."
"No! No, no, don't hurt her, please. I'll go, I'll go. I'll join you. Just, please leave Bella be."
"Edward!" I must have screamed at the top of my lungs. My world was shattering to pieces right before my very eyes.
"Bella," Edward looked at me in a different tone. His eyes were red and his clothes had changed. This wasn't Edward, "I love you," he said as he bent to my neck to drink.
I woke in a sweat. I gasped. I cried. I scrambled for my cell phone. I needed to hear his voice. I needed to be sure he was alright. No one answered. I tried Alice's. No answer. I even tried the Cullen household and not even one of the seven family members picked up.
Worry washed over me like a heavy, heavy blanket. I tried to calm down. I failed and broke down. Alone.
"No! No! No, no, no, no, no! No!" I screamed. I punched my pillow. I soaked my pillow. Maybe they couldn't answer because the Volturi would know where I was. Yeah, that was it. I tried to convince myself.
I couldn't sleep the rest of the night. I kept conjuring horrible things that could be happening to my family. I couldn't wait to get home.
Finally, the time came to get on the plane. It felt so surreal as the clouds passed. I was in a daze until the plane landed and then I was struck by fear. Maybe I should have waited for Edward's call. I knew I couldn't. Not to mention, Charlie. I could do this.
I rushed as quickly as possible through the airport. Rushed into the street and hailed a taxi. To my immense surprise, and major horror, someone pulled me back before I got into the cab: Edward.
